Never enough time to catch up with friends and colleagues though we wouldn’t let the elements – there was snow, rain, and even hail in my few days in town – stop us.
Bread was broken – slathered with salty Irish butter – and wine was shared. Meals lasted all evening until closing and tasting menus provided a lingering surprise.
My favorite at Lyle’s was probably the purple sprouting broccoli and the salted caramel dessert. At Quality Chop House it was the perfectly medium rare lamb chops, the dauphinois-like fried potatoes, and the clementine creme brûlée. At The Wilmington, it was most definitely the chips dipped in rich gravy.
And, of course, everywhere, it was the warm embrace of company.
Ever so grateful for friends that make you feel like no time at all has passed.
Ps. Look for my article on the resurgence of the meat & game scene at London restaurants in VRAI magazine later this month.